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The gun was directly at his head, I was ready to pull the trigger and his looks could have made me shoot but I kept my cool, not loosening my grip on the gun. I was so taken aback by his relentless nagging.

This boy don change.

Worst, when are we going to stop fighting ourselves over any little things.

      I could have shot him dead if I just wasn't patient enough. He kept on nagging about his bleeding nose and I wasn't prepared to either apologize or make empty threats.

Eventually, he gave me a sombre look and quietly went to bed, leaving me alone with my murderous thoughts. I could have killed him!

Snapping the gun on the table, I decided to focus on the task at hand. I reached into my pocket and pulled out the flash drive Massimo had given me earlier.

      It felt so cold as what was inside it to was, I examined it closely, admiring Massimo's skill in getting the information from Gladys. Much as I think Massimo is a nerd around me, I admire his courage. Though, I hoped to distance myself from anything like this ever again.

"This is the best thing you've done since sliced bread, Massimo." I commented and Massimo grimaced. I must have hit him bad.

"How that girl will feel as you slept with her, you know looking at you, you will toss her here and there. When I slept with her, I thought she was naive, you know that kind of vibe she possessed during the sex made me think perhaps she isn't like other girls, perhaps she's a saint."

  What men do.

"No saint can moan the way she did. To you she's a saint, to me, she's a baddie when it comes to sex," he focused on me, ignoring the pain I just causes him and smirked, "I'll tell you what, the last time we had sex was right under her bed, she has this hole in her bed where she could sit, naked, while I hit her up from under the bed, it's real stressful but interesting too."

I looked at him feeling disgusted, I knew I intiated this but the graphic picture of what he was saying sickened me.

"And, I know she loved it that day, she didn't feel any remorse for sleeping with her best friend's man, it felt all too natural to her that I felt she would probably make me or Tiffany wind up dead somewhere if she got angry."

"She's good , yeah , and after that time, I wanted her again but I told myself it can't happen, I didn't want her again, I wouldn't be so stupid twice to fall for her, I feel terrible but the deed has been done , all that's left is memories of the amazing sex."

I thought he was done until he added , "tell you what, she's splayed on the bed now, probably giving my guard a fellatio or just raising up her legs like she knows best. "He laughed and continued, "she's sleeping with a guard right now , that's why I told you she's here."

At that, somehow, it sounded too demeaning. It turned something in me , making me suddenly protective, even though I wanted to treat Gladys in a very bad manner for what she did to Tiffany, it wasn't something like this." I quickly shifted the tone , "that was no good man, yeah, she messed things up, but hooking her up with a whacked man, that's extreme and the most demeaning thing to do to a woman, you wouldn't be cool with a woman with such story, it's totally inhuman of you to use her that way."

At that, Massimo laughed at what I said , he looked at me in a way that could have triggered me to shoot him. His smirk was so big one would have wondered what he was going to say, I forgot he was always ready a resort.

"You and Tiffany , "he started , "have you ever felt what you two did was demeaning? Do you feel okay with sleeping with your own sister? And isn't that wickedness to you too? You might as well tell me your own definition and if you think you weren't using her to satisfy your wild sexual pleasure.

   Damn! I don't even know what to say but thinking we'll, I knew staying silent isn't better.

"I regret my actions, okay, I really do but I still say your way of treating women is extreme and totally wrong, I can't think of anymore terrible things to do to a woman than what you are doing to Gladys now, having those hungry guards devour her sexually could be dangerous and..." I took a pause.

I need to be careful about what I say and even though Tiffany can't hear me, she will know I did never say anything at her back.

    "every woman is a star, an egg that should be treated with ease no matter her offence in the past, women are the light of the world, the future, the today and the tomorrow, every woman is a wonderful creature on her own."  I was feeling a mix of emotions as I said that — homesickness , discomfort , and shame and regret.

Why do I feel so weak?

"Did you feel this good about women before sleeping with your sister on the couch while her friend films the whole sex scene? Did you even think it might leak out one day? Did you respect her by doing that?"

Now that's enough!

"Listen man, I deserve to be tongue lashed, I hate what I did and I have my regrets till date but I would never do what you're doing, I agree I made a big mistake and I blame it on my lust and my inability to control my libido."

Well, Massimo hasn't stoo being a douchebag.

"Tiffany is a hot girl with a hot body and even though I will like to sleep with her again to get more of the same enjoyment I had last time, I still want you , Luciano, I really do."

I made up his mind to leave the discordant atmosphere. I got up to make a quick call and just decided to leave this whole mess. Going to the door, I found it locked with the keys gone. It took me all of my self control mot to shoot Massimo at that instant, owever, to his surprise. As calmly as I could, I reached for the gun tucked into the waistband of my pants.

Eying Massimo warily, I contemplated using the gun as a means of escape or intimidation.

"Get me the keys, Massimo." I commanded.

Massimo seemed totally  unfazed, his eyes challenged me to pull the trigger.

"Do it lad, I really dare you to shoot me."

The air grew tense as I grappled with the consequences of my next action.

"Seems you can't even do it." He voiced out as I made my way to the flower pot by the window. "You can't harm a fly, Luciano, not to talk of killing me."

He was right.

I couldn't possibly kill him, even if he was the bad guy, it will take all of my hatred to kill a man and I definitely do not hate Massimo.

"How's your nose?" I asked without looking at him.

"Sore." He replied, "your temper could be dangerous. You could kill a man , when you are vexed and as red as you were when you were defending yourself."

"I'm sorry, really sorry about that." I eventually apologised, feeling sorry immediately, before I wasn't ready to apologise but now, I realized Massimo isn't a bad guy, he was just like me, me who is afraid but cool on the inside, acts all fierce and hard looking on the outside. "I'm sorry."

"I forgive you," Massimo admitted, his voice laced with a surprising level of compassion. "I know you wouldn't hurt me, cause you love me."

  Sick ass bastard!

Well, I decided to ignore him.

Just as the tension began to subside, my phone rang. It was Tiffany. "Hey, sis."

Her tiny voice came on, sounding worried and lost, "it's late, Luciano, where are you at?"

"Late you say?" I look at the time on the phone screen and brought back the phone to my ear. "I never knew it was late, I'm sorry Tiffany."

"I'm just scared of staying alone, I tried to sleep but it's just not coming."

"Nothing will happen to you, Tiff, just stay in bed, no wandering around and ni drinking, just go to bed and sleep, I'll be home. You can go to my room to sleep and check for a gun under the pillow, use that as protection, although it's empty but it'll do. Tuck yourself in well, lock the doors and windows and make sure you've got a water bottle with water beside you so you wouldn't have to wander to the kitchen. But,  I'll be with you soon." I assured her.

As the call ended, I couldn't help but find solace in Tiffany's voice. She will be fine.

"Would you like us to make out tonight, Luciano?" Massimo asked teasingly and I eyed him.

"I'm not doing anything with you Massimo." I was climbing the bed, I chose to ignore Massimo's teasing.

"You've got a dirty mind. Are you sure you wouldn't just want to stick it in? You'll enjoy it, trust me."

I ignored him and laid on the bed with my eyes half closed. I heard him ask me some questions but I said nothing, eventually he went silent and went took a space on the bed too. At that moment, I loved the silence but I felt miserably hurt.